“Long after one has forgotten what a woman wore, the memory of her perfume linger”

-Christian Dior

Who was hurting very bad financially in 1935, an old-time friend of his gave him a place to stay and he started his career by sketching dresses and hats. Known as both an innovative fashion designer and a fragrance pioneer who channeled his love for art by opening an art…

Heard that, Christian Dior’s first perfume was released in 1947 and named Miss Dior. One of Dior’s most popular perfumes is Poison. The best thing that attracted me in this, he made a series of perfume as it’s a novel or prose…In 1985, Dior launched Poison… Then in 1994 Tendre Poison… 1998 brought Hypnotic Poison and 2004 brought Pure Poison. The most recent release is Midnight Poison… Wow.. The names are also telling something… isn’t it??

Let’s talk about Miss Dior…

It was 1st perfume of Dior launched in 1947, created by either Paul Vacher or Jean Carles or possibly both, under the direction of Dior’s childhood friend Serge Heftler-Louiche… this perfume also classified as a refreshing, woody, mossy fragrance or a modern fragrance that captures the timeless couture spirit of Dior…

Got in a website, the “Miss” suggests an ingenue quality that this composed and refined perfume belies, in its complexity of notes. And finally, it is way sexier than its later outer presentation would suggest. It also heard that Miss Dior was named after Christian Dior’s sister-“Catherine Dior”

Actually Dior has so many legendary perfumes so that I won’t be able to go through each & everyone right now… but I really like to keep in touch with the French magazines that I get in Alliance Française Library… I can get so many new advertisements there…

But 1 more fragrance of Dior that seemed very interesting to me… Yes!! Diorella

For women, was released in 1972 by the design House of Dior. It was inspired by the new attitude of the woman. Yah!! An attitude of confidence and independence that spans across the ages. Seems very insightful… It is a classic clean scent that has been around for a long time, but still remains the perfect scent for the confident modern woman…

More Interesting, In every perfume I saw there’s a best time mentioned to wear that… But here the best time to wear Diorella is when a woman wants… seems like-

“There’s a secret connection of Diorella with the woman’s heart.” Wow…

This fragrance is long lasting and can provoke memories of exotic places and exciting moments. It can embody the natural excitement and confidence of the wearer no matter where life leads her…

Diorella marked as a classic scent that will never go out of style. This fresh, clean scent has a hint of exotic adventure mixed with feminine confidence and mystique that comes with that confidence. it represents the modern, independent, and confident woman of any year. Diorella is a timeless fragrance and represents the strong feminine beauty that is important to modern women every where and during every time in the history of the world.

Diorella was Roudnitska’s favorite of his creations, among them Femme and Eau Sauvage.(It has been called a “perfected Eau Sauvage” by Luca Turin; some say that it is Eau Sauvage with a drop of peach. If Eau Sauvage is Roudnitska’s overexposed olfactory photograph, and Femme the underexposed one with saturated sueded fruit notes, Diorella is the perfect picture, bright yet warm.

I was looking for….

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Touch lines…

"Our mother earth has different languages to talk with the each and every entity of her children…"

"It was looking like a craft that I went closer then got it!!"

"Alliance Française gifted her children such belief to make things look like this"

"Alliance covered me with her warm and soft fairy-wings… Eternal"

"Got a little bit of understanding from that 3 second incident… This life is something that we persuade… we carry out to forward… so whatever we are or whoever… the peace is always with us, just we need to knock it out…"

You may think … I’m one of those crazy people who boldly dream about utopia… Yes I’m!! At least I can fabricate utopia at my home… but I believe all of us can… at our home… There’s a big gap between good and bad… but the line between love and hate is thin… very thin to cross… cause it’s a human soul we are carrying inside…
Fragrance… wraps us with prudence that pierces through our nose and flows direct to our heart. Without any falter our eyes get closed, heart get blown and takes somewhere in heaven. This, not only gives us the sagacity of imagination but also the traditions and customs of our ancient fathers…
Those waters weren’t bothering me, they were poking bellow my jeans but I was really enjoying their babblings. The roads were wet and started to reflect uncountable lights over them as if they are really happy to be kissed by the clouds after long days of winters
I don’t look to the mirror to recognize myself… but always I look to my shadow that shows the length of my soul… it shows me the way of my destiny like a compass directs where the ship need to drive…
And at the end of the day our Shadow becomes taller than our soul
Now, I don’t look to the sky as its thundering, just put a smile on my face as was I walking down the road, cause I know somehow the sweetest drop of rain is gonna kiss on my lips anyway, now I can smell the rain and I smile in rain…
Yes, it’s possible to explore the world by sitting a four walled room… only if we believe those walls can’t bind our souls.
& I won’t say it’s a little world… cause it’s a new world everyday… with new colors… new ways to walk… new taste… with old friends…
Alliance Française, she consigned me a sip of honey of French culture that I became wild to drink the whole bottle.
Sourire, Smile, The Best French word
It was a sea of colors where the lights were moving such way as if someone scratching quickly over a paper.
It was looking like the web of spider where each and every line is connected somehow…
This is what I love about Alliance Française…
Whatever you want something to her she always gives you more than you need…
If we know French or while knowing we fall in love with French that doesn’t mean we are becoming French… All we are becoming is a Lover who knows how to love others. It connects heart to heart, bones to bones.

a teacher is not that person who teaches us the daily lessons; a teacher is someone who puts a mirror in front of us and guides to find our own that was ever sleeping inside us.
because we got the belief that how badly we fall he’s always there to pull us and give the power to walk…
The legendary song form the English rock band The Beatles… Yesterday….
Such a wonderful and touchy part of life that always walks with us… it’s something where we never can get back but somewhere we always want to belong… or its a smile that you put yourself by tasting those memories and feeling like stupid when people laugh out that you are smiling without any reason… Yesterday…
The dust I’m carrying on my shoes, It can be some filth of those dust laid on the floor of 1991, who knows? Who cares? I care… I care to think like that… & I feel fantacized to think like that…
the best time to wear Diorella is when a woman wants…

Grasse's main attraction is the Cathedral, dedicated to Notre Dame du Puy and founded in the 11th century.
It is their attempt to make perfume out of manure."
~ Jade Moore

Jingle, a moral friend of mine I’ve never seen… Someone who keeps mystery to us about his/her gender… someone who writes breathing poems from somewhere of United States… someone who likes adventures, humors, and surprises…. And someone who likes to make realize his/her friends that how special they are…

Christian Dior Dune also contains the aromas of sweet and delicious peonies that will remind you of the joy and happiness of strolling along a pristine white sand beach along.
“There’s a secret connection of Diorella with the woman’s heart.” Wow…

Heart to eyes and eyes to heart...
every time Life gives us hope and that is the true happiness,

About me

"wondering and wonderings,
what place to rest the search??
The mighty jargon of heart,
Holds the heavens from the earth”

Supports…

Almighty Allah who is doing this whole thing through my hand...
Alliance Française de Dhaka